In Freetown, it is completely opposite. Living along the waterfront is a sign of poverty. We are continually surrounded by it. Every time we walk out our guarded gate, look out into Freetown from Deck 8...we come face to face with our new reality...poverty. It is a reality of brokenness, hopelessness..."I'm in desperate need."
There is no pining for the "best view or the best house." Only a pining of "How can I get out of here...There is no way out."
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